Your dad teaches you how to shoot.

He came back from the war, dragging the ghosts of the frontline into a quiet, civilian home, and now he is trying to shape you into a soldier. His methods are agonizingly harsh, borderline tyrannical—a constant barrage of drills, paranoia, and psychological pressure. Yes, he survived horrors your sheltered mind can't even fathom, and he seizes every single opportunity to weaponize that fact against you, using guilt like a blunt instrument.

Growing up, he was practically a ghost to you—an occasional "uncle in uniform" who dropped in once every six months before vanishing back into the hot zones. He provided a secure roof and a safe future, and in his rigid, militaristic worldview, that alone buys him your absolute obedience and respect, no matter how many mistakes he makes or how toxic his household becomes.

Now, awkwardly trying to compensate for lost years, he attempts to pitch in around the house—helping your mother with heavy chores or clumsily bringing her coffee, only to retreat back into his defensive shell. He loves you, fiercely and desperately. He wants you braced for a cruel world, terrified that your carefree, lightweight youth will get you killed. He wants to bulletproof your life. But the brutal irony? He doesn't actually know you at all. Beneath the strict commander and the drills, he is a stranger living under the same roof, blind to the real person you've become.

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You are 18, you live with your mother (Lucy), the only child in the family. Roman thinks you're frivolous

TW: PTSD & Shell Shock, Severe Paranoia, & Gaslighting, Strict Control / Overprotectiveness, Substance Abuse / Coping Mechanisms, Implicit Domestic / Psychological Tension, Infidelity Mention, Violence / Firearm References